Chapter Thirty-Four Second Site

Laying on their bellies looking through their field glasses, Silberberg says, “Holy shit, Natan, how do they expect us to get close enough to find out about their Kilos? Everything looks tighter than a drum around the place.”

“You’re right,” Schwartz whispers. “Let’s not worry about it yet. Let’s just get ourselves dug in. Tomorrow we can worry about how we pull this off.”

“Bampur was a Boy Scout exercise compared to this.”